Tell yourself, sit at the table.
Total mobilization of the power of reason, the gaze shifts from Rio to the floor.
... I won.
I held onto the beast's instinct to watch the floating bra and prioritized morality.
It was a moment when I defeated evil, lurking in myself.
He was just a brave man.
They're gonna tell me what I'm not exaggerating about as much as I took my gaze off a high school girl floating bra, 'cause they're against Rio, right?
He's young, beautiful, and publicly declares he's in love with me. I got two melons when Elsa was young enough to give them away.
It takes extraordinary power of will to avoid looking at someone with all these elements.
Honestly, it's tougher than when you demon extermination in another world. Those guys will grow up if you hit them, but Rio won't either. Rather, if I hit him, I'm going to miss him more on the mess.
Sigh and take a deep breath.
At that moment, a sweet and slight scent came into the back of my nostrils.
Not perfume, not soap, not shampoo again.
It's not such an artificial smell, it's like a mixture of flowers and people's skin.
Besides, I mean it smells from where Rio was standing earlier......
I see.
Is this his leftover incense?
You smell so good.
What's going on with that body? Sometimes the staple foods are smiley honey or something?
I didn't know people were going to ruin it all because of their hard work and trying not to look at their backs and butts.
You're getting kind of bored, aren't you?
What are you gonna do about it?
Even the washed Angelica doesn't smell so fancy, I'd like to complain.
Wouldn't it be a good battle with the smell of Ayako drifting from the noodles when she's gently sweating?
Wouldn't you be surprised at yourself for smelling like a teenage girl sommelier?
I wonder how you can't say this about Kundo anymore?
"... hey, me..."
And I'll tell you in Angelica's honor, his best condition can be a freshly awake hour.
The hair I washed the day before started to smell like pearls when I put it to sleep overnight. If we limit ourselves to the smell at this time, we are beating all the other objects.
And I'm taking this very seriously, I'm defeated in every way.
"Yes Tea"
and.
As he filled his head with the thoughts of the criminals themselves, he was called out straight from the side.
At the same time, my hand with hot water swallows grows more and more.
"Sorry."
I picked up the tea with my eyes open, and I blurted.
Only unfathomably, lest you be enlightened by agitation.
Open your mouth, trying and conscious.
"Shall we get down to business then? I forgot what you said."
"Why don't you look at me?
"Can you just bring that, please? There's someone I need to see today. I want to get it done quickly."
"Hey. Why are you avoiding me?
I don't know what I can say, because it's going to be murky if I look straight at it.
"Are you mad at me?
"... nothing"
"Liar. You're definitely in a bad mood. What's the sudden matter? Did I ever taste bad?
"It's none of your business."
"... yeah"
A voice full of disbelief, and so on.
Definitely should be losing my liking, but I don't mind continuing the conversation.
"I have my situation, too. I can't slow down."
"... who do you have to meet, a woman?
"No, I'm an old man. Workers."
"... yeah... well"
Rio speaks out like he's overtly relieved.
I'm about to be relieved of bullying, but I act clerically with my heart turned into a ghost.
"Bring it to me as soon as you know it"
"I already brought it, though."
"Huh?"
And when I looked up, I saw Rio on the other side.
"I finally saw it over here"
"... where is it?
"You don't like talking to me that much?
"I hate you."
"... you had a real girlfriend."
"What?"
"You started dating someone in and out of the house, didn't you? I know what you mean."
"What are you talking about?
"You're much colder today. I can't think of anything else."
"You know. Am I just... crying?
If you look at it, Rio's eyes are stained red, and the sound of soaking his nose is starting to ring.
This is why you're a young woman.
You cry at a time that you can't even predict.
It's like an invincible mode exclusive to men, and it's no trouble.
Naturally, it works well for me, and now it's just as funny as it makes me oro.
"No, he said it wasn't. Listen to me. Huh?"
"You're tired of me..."
"You're tired of nothing, you're not even dating us in the first place!?
"... I've been kissing you even though I'm not going out with you... Heh..."
"Oh, already!
Make it look good. What am I supposed to do? What would a normal man do at a time like this?
What is the right way to deal with a high school girl who accidentally kisses her while holding her in the toilet when she is bewitched by a relationship?
I have trouble because I can't think of anything other than "turning myself in".
"Eh... nothing, I didn't have another woman because I didn't like you"
"... without?
"Today its... that's it"
"Is that it?"
In the first place, I'm not a very good mouth.
I kept cutting and killing demons in different worlds, so I haven't developed that skill at all.
He is a clumsy human being who has his hands before his mouth.
So when it comes to what I can do, I just tell you the facts in good faith.
You can only tell the truth like a brave man and walk the right way.
"Er... I'm looking at you... because I'm going to get murky... and I've been trying not to look directly at you"
……
"You pulled it off, didn't you? You're pulling, aren't you? Pull. Shit. Is it fun to hear it from old people?"
"... I'm not making fun of you though"
Rio is not angry or lit, he is staring at this one.
This reaction is a little unexpected.
Might I be happy if it was the usual Rio? I didn't even think so, so I'm surprised.
"Mr. Neutral, did you feel like you were looking at me?
"... force majeure"
"Thirty-two years old, someone who's also on TV, got a crush on me at sixteen?
"... you made me do that...?
"Where did you see me and feel bad about it?
"Huh."
"Say it. Tell me what part of me made you feel weird."
"Do you need to teach me that?
"What. I knew you were lying. You really don't care about me, do you?
I rubbed my nose and cried again, so I confessed in a panic.
"Brassiere! I felt weird when I saw a brassiere floating up my back! Is this it?!?
"... brah..."
Rio lowers his gaze gently, staring at his chest.
"Mr. Neutral, do you like girls' underwear?
"Don't call people like special perverts. I'm not feeling fetishism in my underwear... oh, you made me realize you're a woman too. You know what I mean? This is what women don't know.... Oh shit, I don't know what I'm talking about..."
"Look at the bra. Is it something that makes a woman aware?
"... because it's specific to a woman, that's... I don't like it, but I can imagine what's wrapped up in it..."
"Does that like bras? You like me?
What is this guy trying to get me to say?
"... I think maybe you're attractive in your bra"
"You mean no bra makes you less attractive?
"You don't... you're golden stick at ghosts... you think you find the porn stuff even nastier..."
"Hmm. I'm horny, too."
"No... I'm finding you sexy, I guess I'm horny"
No more brave authority, no more shit. Plenty. It is like Mount Pity while I am.
Rio looks at me like that and he's got clear hair on his face about what he felt.
"I wonder if you know the whole story."
"... what is it?
"You and Mr. Neutral are men."
"Ah?"
"Fine. I forgive you in this place."
You abused him a little too much, and Rio gave out his tongue. I get a young, naughty look as soon as possible.
"Good. You saw me as a heterosexual. Maybe I'm relieved."
"... are you that lying crying?
"Seriously, it was a cry, but you're starting to calm down gradually because Mr. Neutral hesitates so hastily"
"... I see."
Disappointed and out of shoulder strength.
How about thirty-two years old flirting with sixteen girls?
Wipe your forehead with the back of your right hand as you weaken.
He's sweated quite a bit in this short time, and he has a damp feeling.
"Awesome sweat. Are you okay?"
"It's not okay. It's your fault."
"Also. Don't get mad because I'll wipe it off."
You took one and it cleared your mind, Rio looks totally like a caregiver.
I thought it was bad for my heart to be with this guy... etc., I could hear the sound of clothes rubbing.
... rubbing clothes?
When I turn my eyes to the dreaded Rio, I'm doing something with Gossogoso by turning my hand around my back.
Ha.
Why do you need to take such an attitude when you have something to wipe my face with?
"... what are you doing?
"I told you I'd wipe your face."
"... you're gonna use a handkerchief or something, right?
"It's hard to go get it. I thought I'd use whatever Neutral likes anyway."
"... like me... hey stop it, it won't be stylish!
Rio laughs at Nimanima, "Grandpa" and shows it off.
Freshly outwarded bra.
I had my breasts wrapped right up to a second ago, light pink underwear.
Pinch the part of the hock with your fingertips and squeeze it in front of Praprapra and me.
"... are you insane...?
"The inside of the cup is made of sweat-sucking material, and I guess it's just fine"
"... well, the inside means the cloth that was on your chest, right? Are you going to rub that on your old man's face?
"Don't say it in a weird way. It's just a handkerchief substitute."
Shit, I can get my flipped bra close to my nose tip.
I feel a faint smell of sweat mixed with the clean scent characteristic of the girl.
That should be it, too. The chest is a relatively sweaty area. If you're a wacky woman, you can smell so unique from the bust.
Rio isn't a wacky thing, so I guess he just stays here and secretes a lot of odorless sweat.
I don't feel any unpleasant smell because of it, on the contrary, it is a good smell to even say that it is sensual.
Isn't this already equal to being rubbed in the chest? 'Cause it's not an indirect kiss, it's an indirect nipple, okay?
"Don't move.... It's so stiff and you're okay."
A soft cloth is pressed against my face, which is hardened like a wax doll.
Front to cheek, cheek to jaw, nose to mouth. The whole face is wiped with a bra's chest.
The smell of Rio gets smeared, as if it were even marked.
"Angelica's not gonna do this, is she? I would do that every day."
I don't know, I can't come up with such a mundane act but you.
I want to do everything in my power, but I have no words.
My throat just shivered and I seem to have forgotten the ability to speak up.
I even feel like I'm about to be.
Only time passed as I left myself to a treacherous sweat wipe.